Not only did Lin Chong think so, but Ma Chao and Deng Ai and other generals on the left and right were also deeply confused by the potters. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a half-step martial saint, Ma Chao was originally amazed that Tao Shang's martial arts talent surpassed him, and he easily broke through the realm of a half-step martial saint.

When anyone thought of the next move, the potter restored his absolute force value, and he fought with Lin Chong to a draw.

Ma Chao was the same as Lin Chong, thinking that the Son of Heaven was determined to win, and he wanted to play Lin Chong.

The potter was bitter and couldn't say it.

In fact, where could he be so boring, he obviously had the opportunity to fight quickly, but he was still wasting his physical strength here, fighting with Lin Chong, saving this strength, and going back to fight with Guan Wan'er for three hundred rounds, wouldn't it be better.

It's a pity that this crit talent, he is such a pit, inadvertently making everyone think that his martial arts are erratic, and he is playing Lin Chong with his heart.

In the face of Lin Chong's crazy attack, the pottery merchant took a deep breath, and the green dragon knife in his hand calmly swung out, steadily taking his wave of attacks.

The battle continued, and the two of them had been wrapped in the flying sand and rocks that lifted up the sky, and this open space seven or eight feet wide had already been cut beyond recognition.

The splashing blade wind shock wave swelled in all directions like gusts of wind, causing those ordinary soldiers to be oppressed to retreat step by step, and only a general with strength like Ma Chao and Deng Ai could stand still and watch the battle intently.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen moves have passed.

The potter's force value is 98, which is the same as Lin Chong, even if Lin Chong goes crazy and uses the same move, he will only have a slight advantage.

Moreover, the potter has a critical hit talent, although it can't last, he can occasionally burst a few moves 99, 100, or even surpass the full 100 junior martial saint attack power.

Therefore, after fifteen moves, Lin Chong seemed crazy, but in fact, he did not take advantage of half a point, and even under a critical attack of 105 points of force value from the potter, he was shocked with a slight internal injury.

It was another half-step Martial Saint's attack, which shocked Lin Chong's body and made his blood roll.

The potter laughed wildly and said: "Lin Chong, do you have this ability, it's really not fun to fight, it's not enjoyable-"

The contemptuous laughter pierced Lin Chong's heart like a thousand needles, shattering his proud self-esteem.

"Potter, I'll fight with this life and fight with you, ahhh

Lin Chong, whose dignity was stimulated, was furious, a beast-like roar rolled out of his throat, and the muscles on his arms, which were already stretched to the extreme, suddenly exploded, like peas bursting out one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the muscles of his arms bulged around, and the green tendons were like protruding vines, wrapping around his arms.

Berserk state!

Under the stimulation of the potter, Lin Chong actually got carried away, and did not hesitate to damage his yang life at the cost of hurting his body, which stimulated a violent state.

In order to maintain his dignity, Lin Chong went completely crazy.

Inspired by the furious state, Lin Chong roared wildly and shook the sky, and was promoted to a half-step martial saint, and the spear with a full force value, like a falling star in the sky, swept towards the pottery merchant.

The crazy offensive, stirring up the fog that covered the sky, was as terrifying as the end of the world, so that those ordinary soldiers with low martial arts were all stunned.

"Lin Chong, this guy is dying, he actually urged the forbidden form of a berserk state! If Your Majesty still has the heart of playing, and does not show his true skills, he is only afraid that he will be in danger......"

Ma Chao's spirit immediately tensed, and he subconsciously clenched the silver gun in his hand, and was about to shoot out to save the potter.

He himself is a half-step martial saint martial arts, so he naturally knows the power of this, and he will defeat the half-step martial saint martial arts with the top martial arts against the half-step martial saint martial arts, and he will be defeated within thirty moves.

Facing Lin Chong, who was in a violent state, a trace of surprise flashed in the potter's eyes, and he thought: "You don't need to work so hard, you actually stimulated a violent state, and you are not afraid of your own life, I didn't expect this Lin Chong to be so strong, but it is a little inconsistent with Lin Chong, whose wife in history was molested and didn't dare to squeak......"

The shadow of the streamer gun in the sky has arrived, and the potter has no time to be surprised, so he can only confront it head-on.

In today's battle, don't say that the potter has a crit talent, and he is not afraid of Lin Chong at all, even if he does not have a crit talent, he must be head-on.

There is no other reason, as the emperor of the Great Wei, the words have been released, how can he be timid and retreat in front of the soldiers of the three armies!

Must be frontal rigid!

"What about the rage, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!" The potter roared with pride, and the green dragon knife in his hand swung out.

At the moment of the move, the potter suddenly felt that the muscles of his arms were instantly multiplied, and the internal organs of his chest cavity suddenly became extremely strong, and the endless power filled his whole body in an instant.

Critical trigger, 100 Brawnstrength!

Sure enough, it was the Mandate of Heaven, and at this critical moment, it actually triggered a critical attack, and instantly reached the realm of a half-step Martial Saint.

In the confident roar, the potter did not dodge, filled his arms with wild force, raised the green dragon knife, rolled up the overwhelming power, and met it head-on.

In an instant, knives and guns collided.

Babble, Boom

In the moment of thunder and lightning, the Qinglong knife and the big gun collided rapidly, and the loud sound seemed to be pierced out of the sky.

The two half-step martial saints collided with each other, and the shock wave that exploded was so terrifying that the ordinary soldiers who had already retreated ten zhang away were all swept to the ground by the blade wind.

In addition to Ma Chao standing unshakable in the wind, even a supreme martial artist like Deng Ai was shocked by the wind and shook his body, and he couldn't open his eyes.

The moment the knives and guns collided, the potter's body shook, and he felt the power of a frenzy frantically poured into his arm, like countless heavy hammers, trying to pour into his body and impact his internal organs.

It's a pity that although Lin Chong's furious power was strong, it was immediately counteracted by the potter's own strength, turning into invisible, failing to hurt half of his internal organs.

No equal!

In that moment of lightning, the potter and Lin Chong fought five moves in a row, but no one had the upper hand.

"It's too damn lucky, it's even five moves and a half-step martial saint in a row!" The potter's eyes burst into surprise, and even he couldn't believe that this time this crit talent would be so competitive.

The double destiny is added, and it is really not covered.

At this moment, the potter couldn't wait for Yin Lihua to come and run quickly, so that he could marry him and Pan Jinlian, and get another destiny.

At that time, the triple destiny is in the body, and the luck is not so good that it will explode!

The soldiers of the Great Wei on the left and right were stunned by the thunder five styles that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and they all gasped.

They were even more pleasantly surprised to see that their Great Wei Emperor was still majestic under such a terrifying attack by the enemy generals.

Ma Chao's face also showed a look of surprise, and he thought: "The Son of Heaven actually sent out a half-step martial saint move in a row, it seems that the Son of Heaven is indeed playing Lin Chong, my worries are really superfluous......"

At this time, Lin Chong, whose body was also shocked, had bloodshot eyes that were about to be filled with anger.

He had already sacrificed Yang Shou, and almost used his life to send out these five half-step martial saint moves, but he still couldn't help the potter.

Even, can not shake the potters in the slightest.

The potter's vain and uncertain martial arts made him feel an incomparable sense of grief and indignation at this moment, and a sense of powerlessness in fighting with God.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it—"

Under the grief and indignation, Lin Chong was even more furious, and the big gun in his hand used all his strength to attack wildly, and each shot was a move that ended up together.

The potter knew very well that the berserk state could not last, and the five moves had already passed, and if he didn't make thirty moves, he would definitely not be able to hold on.

He has a talent for critical hits, and even if he falls behind, he can definitely survive thirty moves.

At the moment, the potters are arrogant like rainbows, and the green dragon knife is swinging out, and the majestic moves are calmly resisting Lin Chong's surging offensive.

The dust flew in the air, covering the day, and the two of them were trapped in the dust, and they could no longer see their figures.

Everyone, including Ma Chao, could only see countless cold lights, constantly flashing in the dust, bursts of collapse-like crashing sounds, constantly roaring on both sides, but they couldn't see how they were fighting.

Fifteen Tricks......

Twenty strokes......

Twenty-five tricks......

Time passed minute by minute, and Lin Chong's violent state had reached its limit.

Although after the first five forms, the potter only burst out with four full hundred attack power, and was suppressed by Lin Chong most of the time.

However, even the half-step martial saint combat power that added up to ten strokes was enough to recover the disadvantage suppressed by Lin Chong at every critical moment, so that he could support it again.

Lin Chong's heart was becoming more and more sad and angry, his self-confidence was passing rapidly, he felt that his internal organs had begun to ache, and the muscles of his arms were also painful like being pricked with needles.

He knew that his furious state was coming to an end, and that his last hope was gone.

Under the grief and indignation, Lin Chong took a deep breath, used the muscles on his arm to explode to the point that he had a tearing sound, grabbed all the last strength, gambled all his dignity, and stabbed out the big gun in his hand.

This is the strongest shot he has done his best, and finally!

"Is it the last move, okay, it's time to end!"

The potter did not have the slightest fear, a dragon roared, and the green dragon knife in his hand also swept away, facing it head-on.

At the moment of the move, the muscles of both arms suddenly multiplied again, this time the multiplication had far surpassed the previous one, and the heart in the chest cavity became extremely strong, as if it could absorb all the air around it in one breath.

Junior Martial Saint!

106 Force!

The potter, who was added by the double destiny of heaven, actually exploded the attack power of a junior martial saint in this final blow.

In an instant, two fierce qi necks like flowing flames collided violently.

Rumble!

Endless flying dust, splashing in all directions, the earth seemed to crack instantly, the ground under his feet sank an inch, and the loud sound that shook so much that even Ma Chao felt a tingling pain in his eardrums, and his scalp was numb for a while.

After this earth-shattering bang, everything was calm, and only dust and debris flew in the air.

Ma Chao's eyes widened, the eyes of the whole army widened, and countless pairs of eyes shot at the two clouds of darkness in the wild dust, all holding their breath.

The dust and mist gradually settled, and the figures of the two became clear again.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Lin Chong was already half-lying on the horse's back, and the silver spear had already taken off his hand and inserted a few steps away, wisps of blood continued to slide down from his palm, which had been shaken.

He was panting like a cow, his forehead was sweating like pulp, his face was as white as paper, and his whole person seemed to be in prostration.

Behind him, the golden light and shadow stood like a golden giant tower, and the breath was as usual, as proud as a mountain.

The winner is decided.

(Three watches are served, and the remaining two watches are served, around six o'clock)